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From Richfield, Minnesota. My name is Signature.
I'm only 15 years old. I write a lot; I decided to put my words over a beat and try to make music. I don't/can't freestyle/battle, don't ask me to. I know my songs aren't that great, and I don't really care.
At least tell me if you're listening and tell me what you think. Please.
Song Info
Genre
Rights
2007
Uploaded
March 28, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:45
Lyrics
rockin the mic like it ain't nothin
cause it ain't, ask ya motha who she been fuckin.
It's a sure thing she talkin about me, I'm deranged
Signature mother fucker, hate me, it’s the same old same
Throw ya fightin words at me.
Cause that shit is comedy, got me laughing.
Still gotta crew you can't mess with
Stop trying, it's pointless and useless, we got the best clique
You might fuck around and get hog tied.
Don't worry though, we won't let ya dumb ass die.
At least not on purpose. (hahaa)
Fuckin' pychotic.
Ill ass rhymes, endless skill hell yeah we got it,
don't man up to us,
that shit is a disaster waiting.
cause i'm a fuckin nut
i'll collect ya fuckin blood in a cup and start painting
Demonic pictures of twisted sickened shit
Gore and violence mother fucker, showin you how to get wicked bitch.
Liking the Insane Clowns.
juggalos and Lettes, that's what's goin down.
Rock stages, moshes up in the motha fuckin crowd.
Show you how to get lifted
Come chill with the Bullshitters, come kick it.
You won't regret it,
Unless your bitch is the one i end up hittin'.
And if it's like that.
Then it's my bad homie, don't worry though, i'll pay you back
Some way, some how, when I swing the motha fuckin axe
Ask the bartender
for the best he's got
he'll serve the blood shot
straight from his own arm
Ask the military
For the best they’ve got
They’ll shoot the blood shot
Straight from their own heads
I get drunk off that life
That red thick shit, yeah, that's right.
Order me another Blood Shot
I'm lookin to get lifted until i fuckin drop,
Takin' 5 at a time like a fuckin alcoholic
you best be knowin' i'm down with pyschotic.
Down with the fuckin ninjas with magic
And if you think less of me, I got a gadget to get you straight blasted
Off this earth
Fuck ya down syndrome, say no words
I don’t wanna hear you speak
So shut the fuck up or I’ll put that blood shot in ya dome piece
Play my game, you destined to get chopped up
Cause on the serious tip, my mind is straight fucked
Like it was kicked around, tormented and roughed
I will fuckin rip your vocal cords out and use em as jewelry
All jokes aside mother fucker, this ain’t no foolery
I will rip off your head and shit down your neck
Cause I gotta bomb to drop, but no toilet
Ask The bartender
For the best he’s got
He’ll serve the blood shot
Straight from his own arm
Ask the military
For the best they’ve got
They’ll shoot the blood shot
Straight from their own wrists
Chill the fuck out
Relax the fuck out
Escape from your own hell
I got no doubts
The blood shot’ll help
Down that shit with the quickness
Signature helped in your time of need
Don’t forget it.
Keep in mind that if I need a job done
I’m coming to you, and if you run
I’m coming after you, with my double barreled shot gun
Filled with them blood shots
Put em in ya chest to make you feel hot
And bury your ass near the record shop so I can smell and watch you rot.
So don’t be the mother fucker who forgot
Cause I’m the fuckin lunatic that’ll snap ya jaw off and throw it in the ocean
And fish that shit up when I’m out show boatin.
If I wanna boast, mother fucker, then I’ll boast
Extract blood from my arm, real slow
Inject it into ya blood flow and feel ya heart rate grow
MOTHA FUCKA, I TOLD YOU BLOOD SHOTS WAS THE MAD NOTES!!
Ask The bartender
For the best he’s got
He’ll serve the blood shot
Straight from his own arm
Ask the military
For the best they’ve got
They’ll shoot the blood shot
Straight from their own wrists
Ask The bartender
For the best she’s got
She’ll serve the blood shot
Straight from her own heart
Ask the blood donors
For the best they’ve got
They’ll take the blood shots
Straight from your own body.
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